Archi and Dora held their kegs, walking happily to the steam.
"Archi, make sure you hold your keg tightly okay? I do not want I running off and breaking your keg."
"I am old enough, I can take very good care of my keg."
"That is a very good boy," she said with pride gleaming in her eyes.
They continued their walk in silence. They passed an antelope and its young one, the mother was so affectionate to her young one, after some seconds the father joined them.
Archi felt hurt after seeing that sight, "Aunty Dora?"
"Yes Archi?"
"Where is my father? How come I have a mother but I do not have a father?"
Dora froze as she did not have a definite answer to that question of his, she tried avoiding his eyes at the same time thinking if the best answer to his question.
"Archi.. I really do not know how best to answer your question," she shook her head.
